she has a knife in one hand and a gun in the other..psshh friends.
so as im sitting here thinking over everything thats been happing i really wonder..
i wonder why the hell people point fingers..
who gives people the right to place blame on others...
when did this become acceptable..
how dare you judge us because of the choices we make in OUR LIVES.
How dare you pick and belittle me.
how dare you call me fake..
and then be fake.
who are you to tell me who i am..
this is who i am..and i am happy with it.
maybe you just need to realize this and stopping blaming my opinions on others..
i have changed...
its people like you and them who make me mean and cold and a huge bitch.
people need to stop and take a look at their own lives before pointing their ugly little finger at me for being who i am.
you are not perfect.
i know you.
i just kept my mouth closed and accepted you.
guess i asked for too much..
you tare me apart because something in your life isnt right..
so hurting me makes you feel better..
you have made me hate.
made me cry..and then i wonder why the hell i ever gave allowed you to get to me.
this is the end of that. this is the end to it all.
i wonder why the hell people point fingers..
who gives people the right to place blame on others...
when did this become acceptable..
how dare you judge us because of the choices we make in OUR LIVES.
How dare you pick and belittle me.
how dare you call me fake..
and then be fake.
who are you to tell me who i am..
this is who i am..and i am happy with it.
maybe you just need to realize this and stopping blaming my opinions on others..
i have changed...
its people like you and them who make me mean and cold and a huge bitch.
people need to stop and take a look at their own lives before pointing their ugly little finger at me for being who i am.
you are not perfect.
i know you.
i just kept my mouth closed and accepted you.
guess i asked for too much..
you tare me apart because something in your life isnt right..
so hurting me makes you feel better..
you have made me hate.
made me cry..and then i wonder why the hell i ever gave allowed you to get to me.
this is the end of that. this is the end to it all.